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Again the group went into radio silence but for some reason Megatron could sense the tension coming from Majors. Something was bothering her and he was itching to find out what it was.

He could fill Majors swaying and himself shifting in the cockpit seat. This bothered him more and to no end. The whole time Majors had been flying perfectly straight with the acceptation of sudden wind changes but even then she maintained a steady flyer.

Now she was doing this and making Megatron kind of sick to the intakes, but he held it back. Something was definitely bothering Majors but he was soon to find out what.

"Majors is something's wrong?" asked the emotionless and quiet voice of her younger sister Scrapple threw their com-links.

"Were being followed but I can't prove my theory", she said back just as quiet. Megatron could fell and here the tension in her voice.

"Backlash, Torch, fall back and find out if we are", ordered Quick Silver over the com-link a little less quiet and who had heard everything.

As ordered the two turned and to surveyed the area behind them. If Megatron could had seen them he would have watched in awe as they disappeared into what the darkness provided.

"Everyone else ease your paces we don't want to get to fare ahead." called Quick Silver form her com-link.

Second turned into minutes that Torch and Backlash had disappeared. Silence had come again but it didn't last long.

"You've got a stalker heading your way." called Torch over the com-link.

Again Majors ejected Megatron, both gun ready. Up ahead they could see a jet heading in their direction trying to avoid blasts of fire. Highly concentrated blasts.

"She better watch her aim."

"Your talking about Torch aren't you"

Megatron had yet to see Torch in action and as the large fire balls up ahead indicated and the ash and scorch marks on her body her weapon of choice was fire itself.

"Yeah. Some of us are trigger happy, she's a pyromaniac and trigger happy."

Looking back Megatron noticed that Backlash was no where to be found. They each heard one shoot of a gun go off. It all seemed to happen in slow motion. The jet tilted to one side as a long beam of purple went straight threw its whole, and then it exploded. Torch finished it off.

With the jet out of the way the others released the tension.

"Backlash and that rifle make me nervous sometimes." said Silver under her breathe

"Agreed" answered Megatron who heard her

"When you said some of us are trigger happy Backlash is one of them correct."

"Well not really, she's just crazy" a nervous laugh in her voice.

After a few moments they started the track again to Chromna. And Majors stopped swaying back and forth to Megatron's liking.

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Transformers and all related char(s) belong to Has/Tak and co.

The femmes (Femme Con Team aka FCF), and the plot, belong to me

Names and characters are entirely coincidental